Duck Lake ravens, not ducks

The yearling's head tilted slightly, a small look of confusion in his features. "Why did you want to see how long you could hold breath?" he inquired. He'd never encountered a reason to hold one's breath, and was interested as to why the female had done it. A thought crossed his mind, considering if maybe it was apart of a family thing. Part of him wished to ask her if that was the case, but his polite side chased the thought away. If she wished for him to know, then the woman would include it in her answer to his previous question. If she didn't, then she wouldn't and he had no problem with that. If the roles had been switched, he certainly wouldn't want a mere stranger asking all about his life and family.